What good is the legal process if people can decide their motives are bigger than the law?
What do parents look like?You know how the tightrope guy at the circus wants everyone to believe his act is an art, but deep down you can see that he's really just hoping he makes it all the way acros...
What did he do to you? Kyrie asks. Flirt with another girl? Call you fat? Marina suggests. Talk about his ex? Ondine says, and the others groan. We’ve been there, sister, Marina says.
Well I talk a little about that, but I don't admit that from the beginning I knew we were not meant to be together.
We'd sit with a big bowl of popcorn, wrapped together in a queen-size blanket, and would escape to a place where magic was ours for the taking, where men rescued the people they loved instead of aband...
We believe what we want to, what we need to. The corollary is that we choose not to see what we'd rather pretend doesn't exist.
We are never the people we think we are. We are the ones we pretend, with all our hearts we can't become.
To be truly popular, it has to look like something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself.
There's an elderly woman fussing with the top of the cream pitcher, trying to get it open. Her purse sits on the counter, but as I approach, she picks up the handbag and anchors it to her side, crossi...
There's a cliff at the end point of a person's life; most us of peer over the edge of it, hanging on. That's why, when someone chooses to let go, it's so dramatically visible. The body will seem almos...
There is a reason has, at its heart, the narrative of one's life.
There is a fine line between seeing something that's lost as missing, and seeing it as something that might be found.
There are two kinds of love...in the safe kind you look for someone who's exactly like you. It's what most folks settle for. But then there's the other kind of love. Everyone's born with a ragged edge...
There are some things we do because we convince ourselves it would be better for everyone involved. We tell ourselves that it's the right thing to do, the altruistic thing to do. It's far easier than...
There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really the alpha all along
There are legions of us, I realized. The mothers who have broken babies, and spend the rest of our lives wondering if we should have spared them. And the mothers who have let their broken babies go, w...
The truth is, if I do miraculously manage to put the right words together, it’s by default, because I’ve already used up all the wrong ones.
The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there’s no right way and wrong way to do it. We’re all just wired differently. It's also worth noting that when y...
The minute I stand up, I've jumped off the cliff. The world goes by in a haze of color and light; my weight accelerates, head-over-heels. Then I think, falling is the first step in learning how to fly...
The mind is a remarcable thing. Just because you can’t see the wound doesn’t mean it isn’t hurting